Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?

Chapter 20: Chapter 20: What a Coincidence

After the matter was resolved, Jiang Yu looked at her with starry eyes, as if she were a deity. Tong Yan comfortingly patted her head, and the girl snuggled in, hmm, it felt nice.

Due to Yang Wen’s warning, nothing unexpected happened in the following days. That was until the scene where she was taken away by the enemy was shot, marking a temporary end to her part. And that scene left everyone in awe. The refusal in Jiang Caiju’s eyes, the reckless courage, went bone-deep; she brought Jiang Caiju to life.

Over these days, Tong Yan developed some feelings for them. Except for Jiang Shishi, the others had no ill intentions and were quite easy to get along with.

Yang Wen truly admired her; her acting was so good that there was not a single NG, it seemed she had held back during the audition.

Since Tong Yan was about to temporarily leave the crew, Yang Wen, Li Jiang, and several other staff members took her out for hot pot. After seeing the appetites of Jiang Yu and Tong Yan, everyone was utterly shocked.

The two of them ate a total of five plates of lamb, six plates of beef, three plates of luncheon meat, various shrimp, various meats, and a variety of vegetables, also devouring several plates of desserts. Tong Yan even had a bowl of rice at the end...

When Yang Wen paid the bill, his heart bled. These two girls ate so much they nearly ate him broke. He swore he’d never dare to treat them again...

Tong Yan’s first show after her rebirth had completed its initial filming, wrapping up in just over a month. The next step would only be to shoot a reunion scene of the three of them a few months later.

Early the next morning, as Tong Yan was about to leave, Jiang Yu was in tears, holding onto her and refusing to let her go.

Tong Yan was very touched and just as she was about to say something, the girl tearfully said, ”Sister Yanyan, once you leave, I won’t have good food to eat anymore. You must bring some delicious treats to see me.”

Tong Yan’s heartfelt emotions were completely washed away like cold water, and she pinched her increasingly round face in annoyance, ”I’m not never coming back, stop worrying about food. You can use this time to lose some weight after I leave.”

From behind, Sister Wang nodded repeatedly, and Tong Yan finally understood her well-intentioned efforts.

When she came back, she took a flight, and as soon as she got off, she saw a large crowd of people gathered with flowers and gifts at the airport entrance.

Uh, is a big shot supposed to be showing up?

As she stepped out, the fans started stirring and screaming, leaving Tong Yan dumbfounded. She had only shot for a little over a month and the show hadn’t even aired yet. How did everyone know her? Was she already a big star?

Clearly, she was overthinking it.

”Young Master Mo, Young Master Mo, I love you!”

”Young Master Mo, look over here!”

...

Tong Yan turned around and saw Bo Yimo walking over. He was wearing sunglasses, a white shirt on top, and black trousers below, making his figure look even taller and slimmer. Very soon, people around him seemed to blossom like flowers. His chiseled features were like they had been intricately sculpted by some divine hand. Step by step, he approached like a medieval noble, steady and graceful, exuding nobility and dominance in every gesture.

After more than four months, she saw Bo Yimo again.

In front of all eyes, Bo Yimo walked up to her, took off his sunglasses, eliciting a chorus of screams from the fans. ”What a coincidence,” his deep and rich voice was like a fine Lafite wine, with a lingering taste that left many intoxicated.

Tong Yan dumbly nodded. She hadn’t expected Bo Yimo to greet her.

Bo Yimo said nothing more, put on his sunglasses and left, as aloof as ever—distant, unattainable.

When she got home, she didn’t see Yin Weiyi. She must still be out playing somewhere. Tong Yan set down her luggage and sent a long sequence of text messages to chastise Yin Weiyi’s heartlessness.

After sending the messages, she tossed her phone aside, lay on the bed, and buried her head in the sweet-smelling soft covers, sighing comfortably: home was always the best.

”Ding!” A text message arrived.

Tong Yan saw that the sender was Emperor Bo, and her heart skipped a beat, her entire being filled with excitement.

Emperor Bo actually messaged her!

With a reverent heart, she opened the message, only to see that Emperor Bo had simply and indifferently replied with a question mark.

A simple emoticon, not even a word.